Do we celebrate your triumphs
in wine and dine
In gardens of pleasant joys
Or may I say
That one as gallant as you
Won all through
Do we celebrate your loses in tears and woos
In sour grapes and worthless talk
You could have,you should have,
Simple minds never know the will of loss
You bow and away you walk
But how do we
My noble warrior
After all you saved a thousand more
In shinning amour
How really do we
